Crying Game by Cady Groves
Key: FF | Capo: 3fr |  Left-Handed 

    


F       C
Woke up to snow, it’s Christmas again
F                 C
But you’re still not home, got thrown in the pen
F           C
And I’m 6 years old, sitting here thinking 
 Am         F              C
‘why am I always alone?’
F          C   G
So I watch my mama from the back of the van
F             C    G
As she drove along and having 7 kids
F     C         G
Must have been hard but daddy couldn’t 
Am        F         C
stay out of the bar
          F     C
It’s a crying game
G               C          F          C
Seeing him in prison on Christmas day
G                     F      C
20 years later still such a shame
     G                         Am  F      
To have a broken heart at such a young age
G            Am F      G
But now it’s all the same
        F      G
It’s a crying game
F   C         G 
I missed the call and woke up to find
F      C          G
My brother was gone that’s when I lost my mind
F       C    G 
At 18 years old wondering how 
Am         F          G
life could be so cold
F            C    G  
But we came together like never before
F            C         G
All my brothers and sisters kept mama at shore
F          C       G
Till we lost another, it’s hard to know just 
Am        F        G
what to think no more
        F       C
It’s a crying game
G                          F            C
To have to put my brothers in their graves
G                            F         C
Life ain’t perfect but it’s such a shame
      G                            Am   F       G
They left behind the stories that they never made
          F        G 
Now it’s all the same
        Am F    G
It’s a crying game
F        Dm         F
Living, loving gets me through the pain
C                          G
Don’t take for granted a soul or a day
Dm                           F
Given where I’m going it’s crazy to think that
C                               G
There’s a million other people out there playing
    F    C
A crying game
G                       F          C
There’s no winning, and no one to blame
G                        F    C
Life is fragile and can slip away
      G                        
And lemme tell you when it does 
Am     F      G
it’s such a shame
            F      G
But it’s all the same
         F
it’s a crying game.